"Don't be like this. If you accompany me to get something, you won't lose a piece of meat."

"Yes, it will be less!"

When the taxi came to them, it was already dark, and winter nights always come earlier.

"Beauty, get in the car."

Listening to what Brother said, the fat boy wearing a mask looked at Qiu Sheng's long and messy hair with dissatisfaction.

"Master, have you ever thought about changing your style? You always wear your hair down and your image is not good, even though you don't care what the world thinks of you."

"This is the hairstyle my senior sister who knows the most about fashion gave me before I went down the mountain. She said that girls in the city like to hold musical instruments and keep their hair long while shaking their heads, like this."

"Master, can you be more dignified and stop shaking."

The driver born in the 1990s sitting in the front seat couldn't help but laugh, and the tense atmosphere in the taxi suddenly eased?

"She lied to you. Girls nowadays like tall girls who look like girls. Listen to your friend and change your hairstyle."

"What the driver said makes sense. If you brag like a scumbag, all the sisters passing by will turn around."

"Master said that the hair and skin of the body are influenced by the parents."

"If you can't cut your hair, then change your hairstyle." Fatty insisted.

"I heard from your sister, she keeps her hair disheveled all day long, like a sister."

"Sister? I'm sorry you always thought I was a woman?"

"do not you?"

As soon as he heard these words, Fatty's face turned green. He suddenly found that his voice had changed a little, and his voice became very feminine and a little high, sounding like a woman.

"Of course I'm not!"

When he said this excitedly, he sounded like a girl in her twenties.

"Oh my god, Master, what's going on? Is it your fault?"

"Fat boy, didn't you tell me that this was a side effect of the painkillers?"

"The side effects...the doctor told me it was temporary and mild, but he didn't say it would become like this."

The driver didn't know what happened, and he became nervous.

"Hahaha, Fatty, it sounds like our village beauty."

"You are still laughing, I don't want to talk now."

"No, please tell me more about the rumors about Community 79."

"If you ask him about the rumors about Community 79, you might as well ask me."

The driver's brother's words made the two of them stunned.

"You know?"

"Who doesn't know the people here? In the past few years, the rumors hadn't become so fierce. They were still very common there. But then a woman committed suicide during the Chinese New Year. The whole community listened to the funeral procession.

After a bad year, strange things will happen one after another."

"Brother Driver, with your tone, you can open an online account to tell ghost stories."

"Yeah, it's passable, right?"

Qiu Sheng nodded in affirmation and waited for the driver to continue.

"After the woman died, she was probably afraid that she would think too much if she lived there. Not long after, the family moved out. The people who moved in later thought they had picked up a hot dumpling with cold hands, and soon they

He moved in, but unfortunately, he overestimated himself, and his life was not strong enough to survive there, so he soon followed suit."

"It's also suicide?"

"It's very strange. The people who lived there later had similar experiences. They either went crazy or died. No one dares to mention it now."

Qiu Sheng, who was sitting in the back seat, stretched his neck slightly and discovered that there were many small wooden signs hanging on the front seat of the car, with the Buddha statues engraved on them rotating in the wind.

"It sounds really evil, Master. I suddenly felt a little pain in the wound and wanted to go back to the hospital."

"Fat boy, you covered the wrong place. What you hurt is not your stomach."

Fatty instantly became angry after being exposed by Qiu Sheng.

"I know where I was injured, and what it will look like if I cover it in public!"

The driver brother became curious instead.

"Speaking of which, you little chubby girl looks a lot like the man who was in the news some time ago."

"You, you admitted your mistake."

"I'm just saying that they look alike. I'm not to the point of not distinguishing between men and women."

"..."

Fatty fell silent, Qiu Sheng smiled instead, and the driver brother saw that the two of them were not talking much, so he spoke to ease the embarrassment.

"That man is so famous now. He opened any app and was talking about it. He was on the trending search for several days. The popularity just dissipated yesterday."

"Really? What's there to discuss about this kind of thing?"

Fatty laughed awkwardly.

"Some people also commented under the video and found out where this little fat guy lives and where he goes to school."

"What? Did they really find it?"

"Who knows, but the popularity of this matter dissipates quickly as it rises. When the heat is gone, no one will pay attention to it."

"That's good, that's good."

"Are you going to that community so late to visit friends?"

"Yes, yes."

"I advise you not to wander around that neighborhood at night. Leave as early as possible if you can. Don't stay there overnight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Although he was full of doubts, he didn't ask any more questions.

But he never thought in his dreams that he would have the courage to follow Qiu Sheng to this building again.

"Master, we agreed to leave as soon as we get the express. It's too late and the cat can't see clearly."

"Let's go."

Stepping into this building again, Fatty consciously made all his mental preparations, and what he saw in front of him was once again beyond his expectation.

"Strange, why is it that after the elevator was repaired, it was still turning on and off before, and the lights stopped flashing."

"Isn't this bad?"

"Master, it sounds like you knew this would happen a long time ago. To be honest, those lights last time were caused by you secretly performing the power behind your back."

The fat boy who stepped into the elevator with one foot had just made a gesture of pushing his palms outward, and the elevator door was closed. Qiu Sheng, who was standing outside the door, watched with wide eyes as the elevator door closed quickly.

Buttons 678 in the elevator came on again, and the lights in the elevator immediately turned orange-red. Fatty grabbed the iron bars in the elevator in horror and climbed up.

"No, Master, how could you leave me alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator dinged and opened.

The open elevator door was completely dark. Fatty hurriedly stretched out his finger to press the 'close button'. He watched the elevator door that was about to close open and close again, and the voice-activated light outside the door flashed strangely at high frequency.

"Oh my god, it's only around 9 o'clock. It's so fierce. Master, master, please show up quickly and stop playing around."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise in the stairwell. Fatty didn't know where he got the courage. He turned on the light of his mobile phone and chased after him. However, the dark stairs were empty, and not a single soul was seen.

"Master, is that you?"

"Fat boy, I'm behind you."

"Master, you are finally willing to walk through the wall."

"What are you talking about? I came up in the elevator too. Stop talking and get your things quickly."

"Master, how can you be sure that the things have been delivered?"

"He would send things here, why would he leave them here for us to see his face?"

"Then you go ahead and I will follow you this time. I will never be as reckless as last time."

"By the way, Fatty, what does express delivery look like? Does this count?"

Fatty looked at the black and white box in Qiu Sheng's hand and shook his head.

"Master, that's just a cigarette box."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty kicked a wooden box at his feet, with a white express delivery note attached to it, but neither the recipient nor the delivery address were here.

"Fat boy, have you found it?"

"No, this is not yours. Some courier must have been too busy and delivered someone else's courier to the wrong one."

After that, the enthusiastic fat boy took out his mobile phone and called the person on the courier.
To be continued...